Crossover: A Different Inuyasha.

Chapter 179 Tokyo Paradise Lost

One autumn day, Inuyasha and Kagome returned to their parents' home.

The Well of Bones is now history; the portal imprinted in the void lies beneath the sacred tree of Higurashi Shrine.

Inuyasha looks like nothing more than a handsome young man with black hair.

Kagome stood beside him, wearing a light apricot-colored pleated skirt that reached her knees, with dark leggings underneath.

She wore a pair of round-toed leather boots, her hair loosely draped over her shoulders, the ends of which swayed gently in the autumn breeze.

Under the autumn sun, they are undoubtedly a perfect match.

Every month, Inuyasha would set aside one day to visit his grandfather, mother, and younger brother Sota with Kagome.

A married daughter is not like water spilled from a cup.

He has always been one to extend his affections to everything connected to his loved ones.

Before the two even reached the door, they saw Higurashi Sota peeking halfway out of the entrance, clutching a half-eaten corncob in his hand, excitedly shouting loudly towards the back.

"Mom! My sister and brother-in-law are here!"

"Sota, how many times have I told you, don't run around with food!"

Kagome's mother's voice came from the kitchen, and then the curtain was lifted, and she came out wearing an apron. She wiped her hands on the apron a couple of times, looked up and saw Kagome and Inuyasha entering, and her face lit up with a smile.

"You're back? Come in quickly, dinner will be ready soon."

Grandpa Gowei sat at the low table in the living room, the teacup in front of him still steaming, his reading glasses perched on his nose, a newspaper in his hand.

Hearing the noise, he looked up, glanced at Kagome first, then at Inuyasha, snorted through his nose as a greeting, and then lowered his head to continue reading the newspaper.

The corners of the newspaper trembled slightly, betraying his barely concealed joy—that's just how old people are.

Inuyasha didn't mind, and sat down at the low table opposite him as if he knew his way around, and casually picked up the teapot to pour himself a cup.

Kagome sat down next to him, put her bag beside her, and called out "Grandpa" to her grandfather. The old man then looked up from above the newspaper, his lips twitched, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Have you lost weight, girl?"

He then raised an eyebrow at Inuyasha, "Has Kagome not been eating properly over there?"

"No, I've gained weight."

Kagome replied with a smile, hooking her arm around her lover's, her eyes crinkling, "This guy always cooks a huge amount every time he cooks, he practically wants to fatten me up."

"How can this be allowed?" Grandpa Kagome blew his beard. "Once you become fat, all sorts of diseases will come your way."

"Grandpa, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Kagome's mother poked her head out of the kitchen, glared at her grandfather, and then looked at the two of them with a beaming smile, "It's good to be a little chubby, it's good to be a little chubby."

"Being fair-skinned and chubby is a sign of good health."

As someone who has been through it all, she could easily see that her daughter was very happy.

Knowing this is enough.

Soon, Gowei's mother came out of the kitchen carrying dishes.

Plates of dishes were laid out on the table—miso soup, simmered dishes, grilled fish, tamagoyaki (Japanese rolled omelet), and a large plate of Kagome's favorite dish.

Sota put down his game console, sat down in his seat, held his chopsticks in his hand, and stared longingly at the dishes on the table.

"Dinner's ready! Dinner's ready!"

The family sat around a low table, a trivial variety show playing on the television, the volume turned down low, serving only as background noise.

Kagome's mother kept putting food into Kagome and Inuyasha's bowls.

The gentle elder kept saying, "Eat more," "This is your favorite," and "I added extra sugar to that one."

While eating, Kagome told her mother about her recent activities, such as which little shrine maiden graduated, which person did something foolish, and the adorable mountain god at the shrine.

Inuyasha would occasionally chime in with a word or two, but most of the time he would just quietly eat his food and listen to them talk.

After finishing one bowl of rice, Sota had another, his cheeks bulging, and asked Inuyasha indistinctly.

"Brother-in-law, could you take me to see your place next time you come? I also want to fly and become a powerful person."

"Don't worry, the route has been arranged for you."

Inuyasha put down his chopsticks, glanced at him, and said, "Of course, when we can go depends on your sister's opinion."

Sota's face immediately fell, and Kagome pouted, "Sota, I know you haven't been listening to me lately."

"Ah, no, big sister, I'm the most obedient."

Govi's mother and grandfather laughed beside her.

Kagome has also arranged their future perfectly.

The meal was enjoyed in a lively atmosphere, and all the food on the table was eaten.

While clearing away the dishes, Kagome's mother urged Sota to do his homework. Sota took his schoolbag and went upstairs. Kagome's grandfather turned off the TV and took his teacup to the corridor, leaving space for the mother and daughter to talk.

Inuyasha naturally followed the old man out of the house.

In the kitchen, Kagome rolled up her sleeves to help her mother wash the dishes. The sound of running water mixed with the light clinking of the dishes.

Kagome's mother was wiping the dishes when she suddenly turned her head and casually said, as if unintentionally, "Kagome."

"Um?"

"When are you two going to have a baby?"

Remembering what Kikyo had said to her not long ago, Kagome softly said, "Mom, this—"

"Don't try to fool Mom."

Kagome's mother put the cleaned plate back on the shelf, then picked up another one, her tone unhurried, "How old are you? I'm not pressuring you, just asking. What are your plans regarding Inuyasha?"

Kagome lowered her head, swirled the bowl in the water, and felt her ears getting hot. "Mom, you know I'm a bit young. Inuyasha said we should have one together within two years."

Upon hearing this, a smile appeared on Gogome's mother's lips.

"Your grandfather may not say it, but he's thinking about it. He was even flipping through a dictionary the other day, saying he wanted to recommend a name for his great-grandson."

Thinking of her grandfather scratching his head in front of the dictionary, Kagome couldn't help but laugh. "Okay, Mom."

Outside the window, the autumn sun shines brightly, illuminating the sacred tree in the courtyard, its golden leaves rustling in the wind.

Inuyasha and Kagome's grandfather are walking in the shrine.

The wind swept through the mountains, carrying the coolness of late autumn and the scent of withered leaves, rustling the fallen leaves on both sides of the approach.

After walking around twice, Grandpa Kagome finally slowed down, coughed, and spoke.

"Inuyasha"

"Um?"

I'm over sixty years old this year.

The old man spoke as if it were a casual remark, "I've met more people and experienced more things than you think."

Knowing that this was going to happen, Inuyasha simply listened quietly.

"I've watched Kagome grow up since she was a child."

"Her father passed away early, and her mother raised her and Sota alone, which was not easy in Tokyo. I did consider letting her remarry, so that she would at least have someone to rely on in the future."

The stubborn old man turned his head to look at Inuyasha, his eyes softening more than his words. "Now, you are the pillar of the family."

"I don't have any grand principles to teach you."

Grandpa Kagome withdrew his gaze, his voice low and slow in the twilight.

"Just one sentence—don't let her suffer."

"As time goes by, people tend to get lazy and think that since they've already married her, they don't need to care anymore. I've seen too many people like that, and in the end, they turn a perfectly good life into a stagnant pool."

"If you ever feel tired, just think about why you insisted on marrying her back then. Kagome was only twelve years old at the time."

At this point, Grandpa Kagome got a little annoyed, snorted, and strode forward. With his extraordinary abilities, the old man was in excellent health, eating and drinking heartily.

Inuyasha smiled and followed slowly behind.

In the afternoon, Kagome changed into some light clothes, said goodbye to her mother and Inuyasha, and went out.

She walked along the familiar streets, passing a dessert shop that had been there for many years, and the place where she used to wait for the bus when she was in middle school.

Cherry blossom tree.

When I arrived at the agreed-upon coffee shop, three figures were already waiting there.

Yuka waved from afar, her voice as clear and lively as ever, "Kagome—over here!"

Eri and Ayumi stood beside her, one with her arms crossed and smiling, the other standing on tiptoe and peering in her direction.

The three of them were almost the same as they were two years ago, except that they had lost some of their childishness and gained a more mature look. However, their lively and chattering spirit remained unchanged when they were together.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Kagome walked over quickly, but Yuka grabbed her arm.

"We were also scouting the location."

Jia looked her up and down. "You're dressed so nicely, did your partner buy you new clothes again?"

"What? I picked this myself."

Kagome retorted that eighty percent of her clothes and jewelry were bought by Inuyasha, especially her sexy lingerie.

It always made the young woman extremely embarrassed.

Eri leaned closer and teased in a low voice, "Stop pretending. Look at the necklace around your neck. I haven't seen you wearing it before."

Kagome raised her hand and touched the thin chain on her collarbone, then chuckled, drawing envious glances from the three of them.

The four of them entered the coffee shop and chose a booth by the window to sit down.

Yuka ordered a strawberry milkshake, Eri ordered a matcha latte, Ayumi chose a caramel macchiato, and Kagome ordered a hot cocoa.

Desserts were served as well.

The table was covered with cakes, puddings, and macarons.

"So," Yuka said, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Kagome through a straw, "when are you two going to have your wedding? You've been married for so long, you can't just not have a ceremony, can you?"

Kagome held a cocoa cup, her expression unreadable.

If we throw her a wedding, everyone else will probably go crazy.

She thought for a moment and said, "He said he would do it, but he's been busy lately and hasn't had time to. But my family witnessed it."

What does "having a lot of things to do" mean?

Eri forked a piece of cake, her tone slightly teasing, "Isn't your partner supposed to be quite capable? How busy can he be?"

"It's just... all sorts of arrangements."

Kagome gave a vague answer; she couldn't very well tell them that her man was actually a super philanderer, could she?

Ayumi sat opposite her, sipping her coffee slowly, and said, "Kagome, you look much more energetic than before."

"Um?"

"It's just a feeling." Ayumi tilted her head and thought about it seriously. "You used to smile a lot, but you always seemed to have something on your mind. Now when you smile, your eyes are bright."

Kagome paused for a moment, then smiled.

"Maybe he's just having a relatively comfortable life."

Yuka immediately chimed in, "What do you mean by 'relatively happy'? You mean 'extremely happy'! Look at your skin, your complexion, tsk tsk, being with a man really makes a difference."

"Yuka!"

The four of them burst into laughter.

The television in the coffee shop was showing a diplomat named Yukinoshita conducting diplomatic work with a serious expression.

Meanwhile, in Chiyoda Ward, Tokyo.

Inside the mansion under the snow, in the master bedroom with the curtains drawn, the lights were dimmed, and a loud cry was followed by only panting sounds.

On the carpet under the bed, there were kimonos and torn underwear scattered about.

Lady Yukinoshita stared blankly at the ceiling, her hair already disheveled, her long, black hair cascading onto the pillow.

A few stray hairs clung to her slightly flushed cheeks, her chest rose and fell with her breath, and a thin layer of sweat lingered on her body.

Under the dim light, it looked as if it had been coated with a layer of oil.

After finishing his bicycle ride, Inuyasha put one arm around her and rested the other behind his head, then turned on the TV.

The figures on the television and the wedding photo on the bedside table brought a touch of shame to Mrs. Yukinoshita's face.

After her breathing calmed down, she couldn't help but say, "You are an all-powerful and important person, why must you humiliate little Yukinoshita like this?"

Beauty itself is a form of wealth.

Inuyasha positioned the other person's head appropriately. "After all these years, you must understand, Yukinoshita's husband."

people?"

The woman's usually dignified and shrewd features were now softened and vulnerable by affection, a faint glimmer of water rising in her eyes.

She buried herself in her work, emitting weak, muffled sounds.

Inuyasha slapped the woman's most voluptuous spot, causing Lady Yukinoshita to tremble and quicken her hand and mouth movements.

"The prime ministerial election is in a few years. Whether Mr. Yukinoshita wins or whether Gintoki goes to jail depends on you, you know?"

"Relax your body," Inuyasha said contentedly.

"Of course, if you feel wronged, Mr. Yukinoshita will surely take some initiative. Ms. Haruno, who is about to enter university, well—that's how it should be, why do I have to say it?"

He watched as Lady Yukinoshita unleashed her fighting power, a look of delight on his face. This world was his own lost paradise.

As long as Kagome doesn't find out, I can do whatever I want.

In any case, Inuyasha has already paid the equivalent.

Then, he glanced at the doorway and picked up the woman in the same way he would hold a child to urinate.

Upon hearing the knocking at the door, Lady Yukinoshita immediately cried out in a panic, "Wait, what do you want to do? Please, no!"

Inuyasha didn't respond to that, and instead escorted her to the door.

"Mother, are you inside?"

The soundproofing outside the door was excellent; only faint breathing could be heard from inside the bedroom.

Upon learning that she had been specially invited to study at the University of Tokyo, Yukinoshita Haruno stood at the door with some unease.

Yang Nai was eager to ask his mother about the meaning behind this.

The door was gently opened, revealing Mrs. Yukinoshita's flushed face. "What's wrong, Haruno?"

Even though she had something on her mind, Yang Nai could see right through her mother's strange behavior, and suddenly felt her hands and feet turn cold.

She dared not imagine what kind of scene lay behind the door.

Even if you've never eaten pork, you've still seen pigs run around living in this country!

Even the repressed Lady Yukinoshita, as shrewd and intelligent as she is, noticed Haruno's suspicion, and her heart sank to the bottom.

But the door was opened!